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A Mother's Longing

Crying over cold

vegan meat

sandwiches

made of salt and love,

packed lunches

packed with guilt

from mother’s

longing to give

you more than

carrots and cucumbers

but freedom and space

to grow strong

and kind,

with a heart full

of wonder

a hope

stuffed into a

segments of a

superhero's

lunch box,

that your life will

be lighter.



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